Down With the Trumpets

Yo, you might hear me make a racket like Wilson

'Cause I love summer, no Rachel Bilson (Yes)

The winter will come

We just have parties inside

They're still fun (We're jammin')

Pump this (We're banging)

Chase your boyfriend

Let's 'ave him

We're rowdy

Girls make our judgement cloudy

But when the sun comes out

We're still alchies

We don't wanna be lousy

Or shameless

But we're runnin' 'round like we're brainless

Now I got grass stains

On my brand new white trainers (On my brand new white trainers)

Um, I know a few guys hate us

They're as compelling as neighbors

So laters, it's blaters

We're got our own sound

You know now

So go wild and get hosed down, n-no no

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

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When I get down

I get respect now

And when our tune drops

You know it makes your head bounce

Yeah, I move with the flow

And when I entire the room

It shows

I move sick (When I dance)

And chicks (When I dance)

Move in and move quick (When I dance)

At risk (When I dance)

Just be careful you don't lose your chick (When I dance)

That might just happen

So listen

Deep stick with your madam

Or she might just leave

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

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How much sound from the brass to the air

Will it take to put your bras in the air?

Pardon me there

Just don't pretend that if I wasn't older

You wouldn't wanna dance with me

Yeah, you're the last of my fears

I was top boy in my class of the year

Well, not really, but I was halfway there

And I coulda been the headmaster

So yeah, got vibes and charisma

Lighter and Rizla

'Baccy and filter

Shine for me, mister

I want the sun to (Shine)

Till I'm lookin' at bright blue (Sky)

Yes, and we drop it like anvils

Bring your whole crew to a stand still

Still stick us in the clubs

And I guarantee that nobody will stand still

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah, yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

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